That's what you're supposed to do right? At work that is. I think you're supposed to be a little savvy, work out when to just say yes, choose your battles, play nice with everyone in your particular sandpit, and, at the end of the day, leave it all behind you.
I seem to have been born without the "work" gene that enables you to do all those things. I'm definitely going to need to work on developing my teflon coating for the difficult days. All advice and tips gratefully received good people.
Anyway, nothing too tragic but I'll be Loving Friday tomorrow. For sure.
Right now, a bath, a book and some dark chocolate are the only thing for it.